Sunday
Church Day. A day to look forward to worship through music. And without fail, it was another fabulous experience. I always look so forward to Heather and the organ. You know I've listened to that organ for more than 55 years almost every Sunday, being blessed every time by the writers of music and those who breathe life into the organ finding the notes conveying their meaning to my heart. Without fail, those who have commanded the organ and now Heather has always offered a blessing. Sometimes I wonder if there is some physical change in my body for the better when first hearing the notes as they reach deep inside filling the soul. I hope others have had the same experience. It's one that erases everything but the message sweeping away the cares being carried. So once again I was blessed with a time of peace and escape. A last year picture of the Michigan grandsons. Jacob (on the right) is graduating from highsch...